"Sir, the marriage certificate is in the wrong, can we …" One day, Song Jia Yin had a flattering smile on her face. The overbearing CEO touched his handsome face: "It doesn't matter if you get the wrong certificate, as long as you marry the right person!" He swore: "Marry me, be my woman, you study, I teach seriously, you take the exam, I give you water. "But, you're not allowed to look at other men, you're not allowed to have physical contact, you're not allowed to have eye contact." Song Jianyin bellowed, "Gong Yichen, you must be itching!" "Wife, I'm so itchy!"